Battle Through Time by Joseph Reilly

Tim Troval watched through his living room window as the St. Patrick's Day parade marched down his block. After grinding his teeth at a pile of returned to sender letters to the Mayor's office, Tim shut the curtains. Even though the booze was outside, he could smell it in the deepest parts of his nostrils. ... Continue Reading →

The Express by Steve Carr

Steam shot out of the radiator as Julian loosened the cap. He stepped back from the car and wiped sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. The hot wind battered him with dirt and pieces of prairie grass. He licked his parched lips and kicked at the rust-colored dirt road with the... Continue Reading →

Frequency by Claire Johnson

It was a rainy afternoon and a woman strolled into the Best-Buy. She wore a red rain-slicked poncho with black spots. It was another slow Thursday and she was the most exciting thing to come through the doors today; some of the staff joked she looked like a ladybug in her poncho. The little ladybug... Continue Reading →

Redemption by GMM Tapestry

A typical Saturday with the typical line-up at the local dry cleaners. He hadn’t planned to come today but with his schedule he had no choice. Waiting in queue he closed his eyes and was taken back to another place, another time, it was years before when his world had been focused on life and... Continue Reading →

Stabbed Pages by Anonymous

"Good night." She whispered to me, her sweet voice cradling me into a deep slumber. "Good night," I whispered back, letting sleep take me away. The creak of the bed as she left my side and another, louder one as she climbed into her own bed at the other side of the room. Then her... Continue Reading →

Gingerbread Kisses by Thomas Burton

The nightmare house is derelict and silent now. Its sugar-pane windows stare blindly through cataracts of cobwebs, damp patches blossoming like liver spots across its crumbling gables. No one home. But my hand still trembles as I push open the door, which wobbles like a rotten tooth in its warped candy-cane frame. The last time... Continue Reading →

FIN by Yash Seyedbagheri

Once, we gathered in theaters, sharing sweat-stained spaces and popcorn. And there were many of us who comprised the we, a sum total of Is. Mothers and fathers, brothers, sisters. Self-proclaimed adorkables like yours truly who laughed at dark news stories about train crashes and could recite every member of the Romanov family from memory.... Continue Reading →

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